Sistas 4: "Breaking" in the new guys
by dmaynard
the unfortunate duo of Steven & Jerry get to see more of the compound, and the violence of their new masters



Steve and Jerry awoke to the klaxon of an early morning bell. The male
slaves of the compound filed out of their rooms and stood ready for the days
work. Steve and his friend barely were able to get themselves up off the floor
and in line in time for inspection. 

Several large mean looking muscle bitches moved about the lines of men.
They wore faded cameo shorts and tight gray tank tops, hard beefy flesh
pouring out of their clothes like tanned steel. Each woman stood nearly
6'7" tall, hair trimmed short in the back with wavy bangs
hanging down their foreheads. 

"Listen up ladies! We fucking own your ass from sun up to sun
down! While in the field, or the house, or the rest of the compound you do
EXACTLY what we instruct you to do. Otherwise, you end up like this poor
asshole." The redheaded drill sergeant pointed to a quaking man
standing in the shadow of an impossibly monstrous woman. "This is
Beverly, but you can call her Crusher, 'cause there is nothing this
woman loves better then to smash puny little men into her body."
Beverly cracked her knuckles, mountains of rock hard flesh slowly flexed and
receded over her awesome physique. "This lovely female specimen is
over 8'tall and 793lbs of ass-kicking, spine-ripping, man-smashing
muscle." The dark-haired drill sergeant smiled evilly as she nodded
her head. 

Beverly grinned broadly as she flexed her upper torso. Tearing and
ripping sounds echoed through the courtyard as Beverly's hard physique
tore out of her meager clothes. The man in front of her was pale with fright
as the Amazonian muscle bitch behind him flexed her awesome body, pumping her
hard-ass muscles as tightly as she could. The man barely reached
Beverly's belly button, which was embedded in a stomach of golden
armor. The combination of her wicked smile and muscular imposing body caused
the man to piss himself with fear. She reached down and clamped her large and
sturdy hands on both his ankles and his neck. She then hoisted his body
overhead as if she was offering his body to the Goddess and then slowly
brought him down until he was level with her massive chest. Flexing slightly,
Beverly twisted the man as if she was wringing out a dish rag, his spine
snapped audibly, his neck shattered, and his legs cracked into a thousand
pieces. His body simply gave like jelly in comparison to hard-packed physique,
she twisted him until he looked like a human corkscrew and then proceeded to
fold his body in half. This action elicited more breaking snapping as she
compacted his corpse between her gargantuan arms. 

She dropped the mangled mass of his destroyed body onto the ground and
did a victory pose over his remains. Every muscle shone like gold against the
morning sunlight. "Hard to believe that Beverly is only 18 years
old!" Barked the drill sergeant. "Trust me little girls, we
have long lives, and our purpose is to see all of you exactly where we wish
you to be." and she pointed at the bloody heap on the ground by
Beverly. "Now, let's get moving!"

Steve and Jerry worked as hard as they have ever had in their life. The
women had then primarily working on expanding the compound, adding training
facilities and improving existing structures. Watchers combed the area where
the slaves worked, their threatening bodies daring any of the males to try and
escape. Two were caught, and summarily executed by the Watchers in a most
gruesome manner. 

When the sun started to dip below the horizon, the klaxon rang out again
and the males filed back to their rooms collapsing in exhaustion. Food & water
were brought in buckets, the food being a foul smelling gruel that tasted just
as bad. However, the gruel gave the men internal warmth and nourishment
despite it's smell and taste. As Steve and Jerry lay on the floor
awaiting sleep, they heard the door open softly again, and it was Laura. 

The sexy pre-teen was bigger than when they had last seen her. She had
easily grown about 4" in height and an additional 25lbs of solid
muscle. She was obviously pleased with her growth. "Wow ... look at
that!" She giggled, a bicep sprouted from her arm about half the size
of Steve's entire head. Criss-Crossed with veins and bulging in a
deadly fashion. "Hard to believe this arm is so hard, it would crush
the life out of you. Look Jerry, my legs haven't been sitting still
either" Laura erotically flexed her amazing thighs, her Bongo jean
shorts tore up the seams exposing her Care Bear panties. "Whoops, I
burst through so many clothes I might as well go naked." She
laughed.

Steve and Jerry helped her out of the torn jeans, softly caressing her
tanned girlish skin as they did. "Here fellas, let me help
you." Laura concentrated, and flexed her upper torso, her muscle
laden lats pushed through the skimpy top she wore like paper. It fell in
pieces to the floor, the light of the room bouncing off her skin, pulled so
tightly over her thick muscles. She caressed her hand against their swollen
crotches, eliciting soft moans from the two men. She pushed Steve to the floor
and pulled down his slave clothes, letting his cock spring free like a
flagpole. A spot of moisture appeared on her panties and Laura bit her lower
lip playfully as she curled her thumbs into the waistline. With a sharp tug
Laura tore her tiny panties in two, leaving her shaved pink pussy exposed and
nestled between two rugged pillars of gigantic thigh meat. She lowered herself
onto Steve's aching penis, and enveloped his proud staff into the
confines of her superior sex. 



Laura fucked the two men for hours. Her girlish puffy ass bounced up and
down as she rode each man in turn. Her insatiable pussy milked orgasm after
orgasm from the males, when Jerry could finally cum no more she angrily
clamped her muscular pussy down on his rapidly deflating rod. "Are
you done already?" she huffed. She stood up slightly, her hard muscle
packed cunt wringing the last drop of cum from Jerry's spent cock.
Steve licked her biceps in a submissive pose, caressing her deadly thighs and
muscular ass. "I suppose that will have to do for this
evening." it was going on to 1:30am and both men were ready to
collapse from exhaustion. She pulled on her torn jeans, barely able to fit
them over tree-trunk legs. "Later my two little girls." she
blew each man a kiss and left quietly. 



The next morning, the men were witness to two more executions of
runaways. Beverly was there with her sister, Careena. Both girls were
massively stacked with bulging rock hard muscle. They toyed with the two men
for a few minutes, using them as mock work-out equipment. "Jesus. I
hardly feel a thing!" Beverly's hand was clamped hard on the
whimpering male's ass using his small body as a dumbbell. "
What do you weigh? 135lbs? Shit, just my ARM weighs at least that
much." Beverly flexed her free arm, a mountain of crushing muscle
rose from it, peaking upwards like a tanned ball of death. Careena had flipped
her male upside down, and grasping his ankles proceeded to rip the man in two.
Grunting loudly, the muscular behemoth of a woman tore the man in half, blood
and gore running freely into the ground. The man on Beverly's hand
screamed in terror at what just occurred. "What an annoying little
girlish scream you have!" Beverly snapped. She lifted the man up
higher until he slid into the crook of her arm. nestled between her thick
forearm and ferocious bicep Beverly began to flex her arm, crushing the poor
man. 



Beverly sighed with sexual delight as her rock solid bicep and meaty
forearm flattened the man's genitals. Blood dripped from her elbow as
she compressed the males pelvis, breaking and compacting bone and organs. Her
solid gorgeous muscle crushed into the male like nothing as she fully flexed
her arm. His upper torso flattened against the growing mound of bicep that
swelled from her steely arm. Beverly completed her flex as the corpse in her
arm was crushed nearly flat. The mixed reaction amongst the males was of
terror and arousal. 



After the executions, the males were hauled off to work, the images of
their comrades deaths burned into their memory. The muscle bitches patrolled
in deadly formation, sometimes it didn't even matter if you were
working your ass off or not, they would snatch up a poor male and have their
way with him. It seemed a release for pent-up rage (or lust), and Lizzie was
typically the most sadistic. Erica of course watched her charges like a hawk,
once in a while she glanced at Steve and Jerry with a sly smile on her lips.
Her Native American body radiated power and beauty, and when she took a break
from watching the males she pressed an SUV parked near the compound for
warm-ups. Her gigantic biceps swelled impressively as the rear end of the
truck was hefted up and down several times. Her white top barely contained her
bursting musculature as it flexed. With a loud grunt she dropped the back end
of the SUV to the ground, and shook her pumped arms. Her biceps and forearms
were laced with puffy veins pushed outwards from the lifting. She caught
Steven and Jerry watching in amazement and smiling, she traced her finger
across the outline of her muscular pussy, clearly defined by her ultra-tight
jean shorts, slowly up her golden-red plated stomach, and then cupped her
prodigious breast, her nipples sticking out by a good two inches. 



Pushing the firm breast up to her lips, she snaked out her long muscled
tongue and suckled herself while rubbing her crotch. Steven and Jerry grew
instantly hard at the display. Erica sauntered over, grabbing each man's
stiff prod. "Well, boys, don't tire yourselves out too
much." she said softly. "Laura tells me you two are quite
the treat. Granted she's young and impressionable, but I never pass up
the opportunity for a good fuck." Erica sexily rocked her muscular
hips, her eyes half lidded as if she was having an erotic daydream. "
Let's hope you two put on a good show. As we Amazon's get older,
our sexual appetites increase dramatically. I'll be much harder to
please than Laura, but, I think you two studs seem to be up for it."
Erica inflated her pectoral muscles, causing her shirt to tear down the front
exposing her hard nipples, rock-solid chest meat, and nearly 8" of
glorious cleavage rippling with strength. "Pretty cool huh? I can
smash a man's head flat with just the strength of my tits. It's
amazing to feel their pathetic skulls crumple with just the power of my
chest." Erica erotically flexed her pec muscles, the undulating mass
of firm tit flesh and rippling meat bounced in their faces. Steven tentatively
reached forward, but Erica slapped his hand away. "It's not
nice to touch a Watcher on duty, or any of us for that matter, in the presence
of Lizzie and Cassie. Don't forget yourselves." Erica turned
her back twin massive globes of hardened ass-flesh bubbled out of her jean
shorts. Steven and Jerry looked at each other in fear. "We could die
tonight unless we please her." They both gulped hard and went back to
work, determined to try and survive the coming evening. 



***end part 4***